Dear Doctor by Meredith Webber

Author:Meredith Webber
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2013-09-08T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

IT WAS certainly going to be a night to remember, Kirsten realised when she eventually pulled the Dolly Parton dress over her head and tugged to adjust it around her body. It was made of soft golden suede, with long tassels dangling across the yoke at the back, from pockets on the top and right around the hem of the very minimal skirt. But it was the top that worried her more than the skirt length.

Some engineering feat in the construction of the bodice meant her quite satisfactory though not over-abundant breasts had taken on the look of Dolly’s most startling attributes. And try as she may to tug the neckline higher, or to persuade some of the leather tassels to fall across what seemed like acres of bulging breast-flesh, nothing changed. She was going to have to spoil the fun of the party by not dressing up, or go along with an eye-catching cleavage that would be the talk of the hospital for months.

‘At least you have the wig. No one will know who you are,’ Gabi said, when, caught between despair and disaster, Kirsten dashed across the foyer to demand help.

‘But look at me,’ Kirsten wailed. ‘I’m practically indecent.’

‘Nonsense! I find it extremely attractive.’

Alex had joined them and, while not exactly ogling Kirsten’s over-revealed chest, he had certainly taken note of it.

Then Grant appeared in a red satin shirt with silver braid on it.

His eyes, too, were drawn to Kirsten’s problem.

‘Mmm. Nice!’

Kirsten took a swing at him.

‘This isn’t funny! I’m supposed to be in costume.’

‘You are in costume,’ Gabi pointed out. ‘And they don’t look vulgar. Just not like you.’

‘Are they false?’ Grant asked, and Kirsten resisted the urge to hit him again. Then she realised he was trying to help and shook her head.

‘It’s some kind of structural engineering in the top. Someone as flat as a pancake would probably look the same. I’ll have to wear a jacket—or a cardigan—cover them up.’

Grant took her hand.

‘No way! I’m going there looking like a goose in this shirt, and you look absolutely gorgeous. If it bothers you, just keep dancing. I’ll hold you close and no one need see.’

‘Well, I’ll wear a jacket there and back,’ Kirsten said, ‘even though it’s been hot enough today to fry eggs on the pavement, and it’s not likely to be much cooler tonight.’

She went back inside for a jacket, checked she had the tickets, then met Gabi, Alex and Grant in the foyer.

Down at Mickey’s, Graham and Madeleine Frost, who had the penthouse on the top floor, were already settled at a table, and Alana had just joined them. Gabi introduced Grant to the Frosts, explaining to him that Graham was also a doctor at Royal Westside, then everyone settled into chairs.

Which brought Kirsten, who’d been not exactly hiding behind Grant but certainly keeping out of sight, into view.

When she’d had enough of the ribald comments about the neckline and had fielded half a dozen ‘blonde’ jokes, Kirsten turned the conversation to other matters.

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